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Sunday, 3 February 2013

Sinful Sunday with Jennifer Denys

Today I am pleased to welcome the lovely Jennifer Denys. (You may remember her confession about posing for erotic photos from the beginning of December!)

Jennifer agreed to an interview on her upcoming book, Collared by Wolves, which is being released tomorrow! And oh my, does it have some salacious sinning going on!

Does your book include spanking? Oh yes! And whipping and paddling and
flogging. Well, it is set in a werewolf BDSM club after all!!

How does werewolf BDSM differ from human BDSM? Ah well, that was fun to
consider. Since this is not supposed to be a true portrayal of BDSM I have them
having sex in public (on the floor of the main room!), they like it rougher as
their skin can take it, punishments included biting and clawing – and being
chained up as werewolves find this humiliating (I loved being able to turn the
tables with the title of this book as it is the human and not the animal that
wears the collar!!!) and they prefer to be in wolf form to have sex.

Sex! There is sex in your book? Naturally! And as this is a ménage a
cinq I have various permutations including a threesome, a foursome and a
fivesome.

How on earth can you have a fivesome? There aren’t enough places
surely…… Ah
well, actually only the heroine and one guy (a rogue alpha) has sex that time
but the three beta wolves all touch, caress, fondle – and jerk off over them.

Are you saying we have interspecies sex? Only in as much as the heroine is
human and the heroes are all werewolves but they only have sex in human form –
or secondary characters who are both werewolf have sex in wolf form.
Beastiality is such a gray area one has to be careful about showing humans
having sex with animals even if they are shapeshifters.

So being animals is any of the sex outdoors? Most of the action does take place in
the BDSM club called ‘The Haunt of the Wolves’ hidden away in mysterious woods,
but the heroine gets kidnapped and taken to another place within the woods. But
the final chapters are in a cave called ‘The Grotto’ which is where traditional
mating ceremonies used to take place – you can use your imagination as to what
our guys get up to in there.

Are we talking missionary or anything else? Now come on, Michelle, you write
ménage as well! Oral and/or anal are a requisite!! But in addition I have
characters on all fours, on their back, over a bench, sitting on a lap… I think
that’s all!

Let’s get back to the BDSM, tell me more! St Andrew’s Cross, spanking bench,
bondage, chained from the ceiling, tied on their back on a table, domination,
submission, submissive trials, collars, nipple clamps, penis cages,
ice-cubes……..

If
this has piqued your interest then ‘Collared by Wolves’ is on sale from 4
February from http://www.bookstrand.com/jennifer-denys in a variety of e-book
formats including PDF or from Amazon in early March.

Blurb:

Natasha Talbot, an ordinary human wanting more out
of life, ventures into a forest where a club is holding submissive trials, not
knowing this is where werewolves practice BDSM.

While at the club Natasha is fought over by two
lots of men. Griff Seamer is an alpha werewolf with a reputation for being a
rogue. He doesn’t hesitate taking on Ford Chaplin, Max Holman and Callum Lane,
three beta wolves who formed a pack as a way of getting the submissive women at
the club who normally prefer the alpha men.

During the fight Natasha becomes aware of their
shifter natures and runs away. But is she more frightened by the BDSM or their
animal aspects? Determined to try again she returns a few nights later, but
when she is kidnapped by a pack who like the darker side of BDSM her four men
realize they have to work together to rescue her.

Excerpt:

Griff
proceeded to lay several light taps on her bottom, moving from one side to the
other, then lower near the thigh and higher up. She gasped at the first hit but
didn’t say anything. After four spanks, he stopped to rub her soothingly, and
then repeated it, this time harder.

She
had a tendency to clench her buttocks, he noted. I’ll have to cure her of that. And then he stopped. It was very
rare that he took the same sub on twice and had never had a permanent one. And
now he found himself considering doing exactly that—with a human of all subs!

Shaking his head to rid himself of these
bizarre feelings, he continued, “The idea is to start off gently to get the
body used to the hits. It’s not hurting, is it?”

“Um,
hurting isn’t the word. Sort of getting more stingy—and hot.”

“Good.
That’s how it is supposed to feel.”

He
was enjoying the sight of her backside getting redder when Max returned with a
paddle.

Nodding
toward the girl, Griff suggested, “Show her what it looks like.”

Crouching
down so she didn’t have to wrench her head around, Max held up an implement
that was made of firm leather, shaped like a short cricket bat, and a lurid
pink color, as if that made it any less wicked looking.

“Oh.
Isn’t that going to hurt?” she asked. There was a slight tremor in her voice.

Max
laughed. “Yes, but that’s the point. It is to bring out the endorphins in your
body. When your body is hurting, it creates a chemical reaction to combat the
pain, and it gives a feeling of euphoria. The trick is not to give you so much
pain that the endorphin can’t work.”

“If—if
you’re sure.”

Smiling
at her, Max pressed a quick kiss to her lips to reassure her and then shrugged
at Griff, who growled at his impudence.

He
stood and handed Griff the paddle. A surge of wickedness went through Griff,
and he whacked the paddle against his own hand. The resulting sound caused both
Natasha and Max to jump and cry out. Griff smirked at Max as the other man went
slightly red at his action.

“Don’t
worry. I’m not going to do it that hard. But because it is more inflexible than
my hand, it will feel different. Are you ready, Natasha?” He deliberately used
her full name, needing her to be sure this is what she wanted.

When
she didn’t immediately answer, Max stepped forward to stroke her hair, brushing
it away from her face so he could watch her as he spoke.

“You
must answer so we know how you are feeling. If you don’t want to do this, you
have your safe word.”

Griff
grimaced. He didn’t want the girl using any safe word. Like most werewolves he
hated them as he felt it gave the sub too much power to back out, and that
wasn’t his usual style.

“I—I
guess so.”

Breathing
a silent sigh of relief, Griff raised the paddle and started off with taps even
lighter than he had before, doing a similar round of hits to those he had done previously,
alternating between buttocks, stopping every few to caress the lovely—and now
red—buttocks. He could see Natasha shuddering as she got used to the implement,
but the lack of tenseness told him that she probably found it wasn’t as bad as
she had anticipated.

Okay, so it’s time to step this up.

He
began to get harder, relishing the feel of the thwack against her backside, the
sound of swooshing.

But
suddenly it all turned and he could see she was holding herself tightly, and
Griff frowned at Max worried. Had he gone too far?

The
other man bent to clasp her head in his palms. “Don’t fight it. Accept the
pain. Take a deep breath. And now another. And a third. That’s it. Let your
body relish the pain.”

At
Max’s nod, Griff continued, not enjoying the feel of whacking her again at
first until he saw she was pushing back against him, needing the hits as much
as he liked giving them.

When
she cried out, “Ohhh, that feels good!”he
knew she was more than ready for the next step.

Dropping
the paddle to the floor, he moved in between her legs and undid his trousers,
quickly retrieving a condom from his pocket to wrap over his throbbing cock.
Pulling her thong down, he slid into her very wet pussy. She was so aroused he
went in easily, groaning as her internal muscles clamped on him.

He
stood still waiting for her to relax. If she stayed this tight, he was going to
come.

Natasha
started panting, trying to push back against him, to make him plunge inside
her.

Griff
laid a quick spank on her hot butt. “Stop it. You don’t get to control this.
Remember who is in charge.”

“But
I need you to move.”

He
exclaimed at her presumption, “Max, do something. Don’t just stand there. Shut
her up. Stick your dick in her mouth. That will work.” When the other man
looked at him incredulously, he encouraged him. “Go on.”

Max
didn’t need asking twice, and his cock was out so fast and into the girl’s
mouth even before a second had passed.

She
squealed and then went quiet, and Griff had to hold back a chuckle. Well, that shut her up. It also took her
attention away from him as she was no longer pressing him to move but had
relaxed nicely, allowing him to start thrusting into her lovely pussy. She
might not be clamping him, but she was still beautifully snug around him. There
was nothing better in the world than a woman’s tight vagina.

Getting
a nice rhythm going, he glanced over to the beta plunging into her mouth,
taking time out from his own ministrations to study the other man. It was rare
for Griff to invite someone else to join him, but Max had been helpful in more
ways than one with this girl tonight.

It
was really very arousing to watch the other’s cock going in and out of her
mouth. He was aware of how light colored Max’s cock was compared to his darker
one, but he grinned as his was much thicker, and much longer, and he felt his
balls tightening as his orgasm loomed. Gripping the girl’s hips, all the while
trying not to let his claws out, he started ramming her, his head going back as
he yelled his climax, her own orgasm causing her internal muscles to milk him.

Awards

Bestseller

Evernight Publishing

About Me

Michelle Graham has dreamed of being a writer
since writing and illustrating her first book (the heartwrenching tale of the
Fuzzy Family) at age 8. But once she got into her mom’s Harlequins her stories
took a romantic turn. Now she enjoys exploring unconventional relationships in
her sexy, sizzling love stories. Michelle picked up her husband at a
convenience store 21 years ago and currently lives with him in southern Ontario
along with a moody teenager, a willful tween, a big, dumb mutt, and a puffy
cat.